Angry Birds Stella Characters Novels & Stories

she boldly queries. Oh. I see. This is a simple misidentification. Thank God. I thought I met them before. They have to know they're misidentifying me as somebody, so I smile at them and then say, "Sorry, girls. I'm not that girl you girls hate. We haven't even met before." "Nah," the Black girl says. "You were here last night, freaking Chelsea." "My name is not Chelsea," I say and then I show them my school ID card. "I'm Stella De Vega. I'm just a high school student, ma'ams."

Three minutes… ’I’m sorry’ Stella whimpered in pain as the attacks kept on coming. She was drained, she couldn't fight any longer. I’m sorry, Stella She fell to the ground, a cloud of dust rising around us as she did. Her eyes were closing but before they did, five wolves were raised into the air and their necks were snapped.

She landed hard on the floor among the broken pieces, catching herself on her hands to keep from hitting her head. For a second, everything was still. The only sound was the soft clatter of the last few pieces of glass settling onto the stone. Stella looked up at me. Her face was no longer pretty. It was twisted with a pure, ugly rage. A low growl rumbled deep in her chest as she scrambled to her feet. “You have gone too far this time!” she snapped at me. I looked down at the floor. I used my foot to brush a shard of glass aside and smiled at her. I felt powerful.

That angered me the most. I was striding towards the building in angry strides when suddenly, Stella appeared before me. She was still hosting the demon and he'd come at a bad time. "Going to play hero, huh?". She taunted. "It'd do you a lot of good to come back another day. Today is not the day". I gritted out, sidestepping her but she seized me, digging her long talons into my ribs. Pain engulfed me but I was too furious to feel it.

“Oh.” She gaped at me as if she couldn’t make her mind whether I was Angeline or not. As Stella’s eyes locked with mine and we gape at each other, Aaron clicked his tongue and chuckled. “No, Stella. That’s Ava. She doesn’t even resemble Angeline. Those pups.” Turning his head to look at me, he dismissed Stella with a motion of his hand as if she were a stray dog. That son of a flea-infested chihuahua!

“Darren… Why are you talking to me like this? What did I do wrong? Is it because you are married? When you were with Hallie, she could not stop you from meeting your friends. Why did you become so cruel after marrying Charlotte? Have you forgotten how much you hated her when you were younger? Have you forgotten that you sent her abroad back then? Well, I suppose you are behavior now makes sense. You abandoned even Hallie for her. Why, I am so surprised that you were choosing her over your old friend? She is just most important to you.” “Of course, she is most important to me. Besides, we are not old friends. We are just childhood acquaintance.” Stella’s face darkened. After a long while, she

Stella became jealous and said, "Renea, you're doing this on purpose, don't you? Bullying me for not having a brother, aren't you?" "Uh-huh!" Renea nodded her head seriously. "Renea!" Stella was so angry that she crossed her arms and her small face bulged into a balloon. Renea reached out and swept her over, "Don't be angry! Do you want one? I will share one with you?" "I don't want it." Stella deflated in disgust. Renea shrugged, ready to leave. "Wait!" Stella pulled Renea back looked at her measuringly and asked, "What? Are you accepting them?"

Katrina muttered and smirked evilly. "Angelina let's go inside" Stella said to her. Angelina looked at her and was about to agree when she heard a growl. An angry growl. Angelina turned and saw a big wolf standing little far from them and growling angrily....

Harlow "You human b*tch!" Stella screamed as she lurched forward and put her hands on Brat's throat. The girl was small, but she was still a werewolf and had no problem lifting Brat off her feet. She dropped Brat back down, though, when Red and Gunner both pulled her back. "Stella, come on!" Gunner exclaimed. Stella began to shift, and sandy blonde hair began to sprout all over her body. "Enough!" Blayze's voice roared from across the yard.

Stella flares at me viciously, pulling me roughly and raining many slaps against my face as she rants and insults me to no end. While I keep screaming and trying to evade her solid hits, she gets angrier and increases the strength in her hands to pummel me. “Stella! Let go of her, that’s more than enough!” I hear Yasha call out to her but Stella is a short fuse. She listens to no rational voice in her rage and won’t stop until she sees blood to sate her malicious lust. She grips my face in her hard palms, glaring hatefully at me while I whimper and wheeze, unable to stable my unsteady gaze as I hurt severely from the pelt of her wicked attacks just now.